Wiseman invites the reader to climb into the cart of death to witness death’s work, to examine death in our daily lives, and to question why we fear the inevitable….Wiseman employs phrases like ‘dead center’ and ‘dead of night,’ which remind the reader that death is not only a part of us, but also a part of our language. As we ride with the lady to the end of the line, we find the speaker laughing. What else can we do in the face of death, but laugh?
– Mid-American Review
